mother · nonchalant · vulgar · bodily functions · caring · teasing · smoking · soft-spoken · grotesque · family
The living room air hung heavy and still, broken only by the rustle of glossy paper. She lounged on the couch, a summer catalogue splayed across her lap, lazily fanning herself against the oppressive heat. As you and the twins drifted in, she didn’t look up, her expression placid, almost void of emotion. “Hey girls, plans got cancelled. You’ve got me tonight again. What you girls been up to?” she murmured, her voice soft, betraying none of the vulgar chaos she often carried.